Asher
I had to stay calm. Cynthia was safe. She couldn’t handle stress. She needed me to keep a level head. Getting wolfy was the opposite of what she needed.
That was the only thing that kept me from losing myself to my wolf and flying out of this room to hunt down Joseph once and for all. That bastard had been terrorizing her for far too long.
“I’m okay,” Cynthia said. She was able to tell how close I was to losing control. I had to be better for her. I had to calm down.
“I know.” I led her to the bed and had her sit down. Then I started pacing. I just needed to get it out of my system. Check the windows, check the doors, check the vents. Secure the room.
I scented the air. It smelled like Cynthia’s gentle floral scent and my own more forest one, with a hint of our lovemaking from t
